In Sheer Darkness

In sheer darkness, nobody knows what you feel, even though you tend to show them an untrue light, they never will ask you how you feel. They only want to see the glittering outside of a plate, without concern shown to the hurt inside the plate. They only know you are laughing tremendously, but don't care to ask, "what is beneath, or beyond, this laughter".
   It is a carefree World that we are in. It is here we cannot embrace ourselves, and afterwards die in obscurity. It is a world of "me and mine", not the fussy "Mine and Yours."

    Of course, we don't want to do it alone. We don't want face the depth of the seas, alone. We'd always wish we went with the world, albeit, it is carefree-- nobody is caring. We can change it all! We don't want to die in deep thoughts, do we? We do no want to soak our hearts up in tears, do we? Nobody would! The change is in our gasp.
  Heartbreaks are everywhere. We do not want to cry it out. Heartbreak in many forms; parental, societal, relationship, and many more. Keeping those scars to heal inside will never help. We can mend our hearts together. Show your true self to me; I shall always have your back. If I don't know how you feel, or you supposed I know, I am not just retaliating, would that heal you? It would cause a more disastrous pain, instead, believe me.
   Come out of the darkest dark. It is too thick for you to be in. Let's rub hands to mend our hearts. Sheer darkness, there you will be alone, if you think spewing it out would be unhelpful.